Big shelves that are lined with books can be seen along the walls behind a large desk. Light barely seeping in from the windows on the left and right, shrouding the room in darkness. Not a soul is seen at first till the sounds of a door creaking is filling the room. Footsteps eventually accompany that once Light steer into the office. Adjusting his gloves before walking over to his desk. He sat down in the chair only to lean forward, elbows resting on the top of his desk. “All these casualties.”